Flame Thrower

You called a flamethrower
To see if she could have known
But you'd been running
To fake your own death again

Want him to burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
The desert sun will wait
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Leaving only charred remains

You called a flamethrower
Lost in the afterglow
Rising from your ghost town
And its undertow

Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
The desert sun will wait
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
Leaving only charred remains

'Cause something new is born
Amid the wreckage and the rain
Something new is born
Amid the wreckage and the rain

Flamethrower
Flamethrower
Flamethrower